I’m struggling.
Sometimes, you just need to say it out loud.
As January draws to a close, I could write another upbeat and tool-focused positive psychology post about goal setting and mindset etc, etc.
However, I think the best thing that I can offer is empathy.
Today, I said to my husband, I am struggling.
I have a lot of things taking up my mind and my heart, that are not my stories to tell, but are weighing heavily on me.
I had a good cry and admitted that I have been hanging on by a thread for a while now.
My usual support of seeing my besties for a catch up and a few gins has gone. I’m missing a time when we could download the week, have a cry, a rant but more often a huge belly laugh at the ridiculousness of it all. This has turned into a quick dog walk in the woods or a snatched Zoom Call.
Belting out worship (badly) on a Sunday morning at my amazing local church, with the coffee, prayer and chat after the service, has been replaced by Zoom. it is not the same in your own kitchen, however hard the people there are doing everything they can to make it as similar as they can.
I could go on about the things that are missing, but I know that you all get it, because you have your own lists too. You have your own support that is not there anymore.
I always turn to work when I feel most like this. Work has always been my saving grace, I can get lost in it and I love helping other people. I always feel better after a productive day coaching or writing courses.
However, I can also hide in it.